I Left My Heart in San Francisco -- Tony Bennett

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay, The glory that was Rome is
just another day,  I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan,
I'm going home to my city by the bay.

I left my heart in San Francisco. High on a hill it calls to me,
To be where little cable cars climb half way to the stars.
The morning fog may chill the air. I don't care.
My love waits there in San Francisco above the blue and windy sea.
When I come home to you San Francisco, your golden sun will shine for me.   (sing365)

The music was written by Cory, with lyrics by Cross, about two amateur writers nostalgic for San Francisco after moving to New York.                                     (wikipedia)   

         

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